"If you won’t fight, then admit defeat quickly!" Xu Ping held the Purple Sun Sword, his tone indifferent.
Since he broke through the Foundation Establishnt, it has been over a decade; thus, revealing his Mid-Stage Foundation Establishnt cultivation is quite normal.
"Fellow Daoist Xu has broken through to Mid-Stage Foundation Establishnt!"
Inside the Array, Duan Shuang and Gong Yang saw Xu Ping’s breakthrough explode with Mid-Stage Foundation Establishnt cultivation, a look of joy appearing on their faces.
Achieving Mid-Stage Foundation Establishnt cultivation, along with his Swordsmanship, might possibly allow him to truly contend with the opponent!
"Hmph, don’t think that breaking through to Mid-Stage Foundation Establishnt allows you to disregard others!" Song Fei snorted coldly, a flash of anger passing through his eyes, as though brewing a storm about to break.
"Slash!"
He raised the small golden sword high, suddenly slashing it down.
Instantly, a golden sword light, nearly ten zhang long, roared forth like an enraged dragon breaking through the air, unstoppable, carrying a suffocating sharpness, directly aiming at Xu Ping.
"Well t."
Facing the sword Qi unfolding at the thought, Xu Ping remained calm, infusing Mana into the Purple Sun Sword, decisively slashing downward.
Boom!
Accompanied by an ear-splitting thunderous roar, a mighty sword light burst forth from the sword tip, resembling countless gathered thunderbolts, rushing directly ahead.
Thud!
At the mont the sword lights collided, the air seed to split, bringing waves of deafening thunder sounds, the surrounding Spiritual Qi surged like a tempest, shaking, unsettling people’s minds.
The two sword lights held steady for a mont.
Then—crack!
Xu Ping’s sword light clearly took the upper hand, shattering Song Fei’s sword light without suspense, its own power only diminished by fifty percent!
"Indeed so skill!"
Song Fei’s expression slightly changed, flipping his palm, revealing a wooden green shield.
With the infusion of Mana, the green shield exploded with intense Spiritual light, automatically forming a circle of defense Spiritual Barrier around him.
Slash!
The sword light pierced the defense Spiritual Barrier, emitting a series of teeth-gritting sounds, but ultimately remained unhard.
"Go!"
After taking Xu Ping’s strike, Song Fei tossed the small golden sword skyward, pinching a magic technique with both hands.
In an instant, countless small golden swords materialized in the void, ford by Spiritual Qi.
"Fall!"
Buzz buzz buzz!
With a gesture of his finger, the small golden swords poured down like raindrops, emitting deafening sword cries, directly charging toward Xu Ping.
Facing the overwhelming golden sword rain, Xu Ping remained calm!
He wielded the Purple Sun Sword, Mana surging, releasing continuous slashes, sword lights over a zhang long appeared, crossing and weaving, forming a large sword light net, eting the tidal sword rain.
Boom boom boom!
The overwhelming golden sword rain fell upon the sword light net, sending forth trendous booms.
The golden sword rain fell upon the sword light net, producing imnse booms, akin to the clash of thunder and storm, tearing the surrounding Spiritual Qi into chaotic torrents.
However, the sword light net, like an impenetrable cage, sealed off the golden sword rain outside.
"So strong!"
Everyone present at the scene felt a tinge of fear, knowing they couldn’t withstand this if they faced it!
"Now, take this slash from !"
Xu Ping’s voice thundered like a storm, as he swung the Purple Sun Sword.
With a thunderous blast, a dazzling sword light erged like a Thunder Flood Dragon, winding and moving, carrying unparalleled sharpness, directly targeting Song Fei.
"Slash!"
Song Fei gritted his teeth, the small golden sword shimring brilliantly in his hand, forcibly confronting it.
He truly hadn’t anticipated that the other’s Swordsmanship would be so formidable; even a general Late-Stage Foundation Establishnt might not be his match.
Boom!
The two sword lights collided again, akin to two mountains clashing, sending forth deafening thunderous booms.
Crack!
With a crisp shattering sound, Song Fei’s sword light was defeated once more.
The dazzling sword light descended heavily like a Thunder Dragon, striking directly at the defense Spiritual Barrier beside him.
Bam!
The defense Spiritual Barrier couldn’t hold up under the strike, exploding, perishing along with the sword light!
The explosion’s Spiritual Qi fluctuation pushed Song Li back tens of zhang, his aura surging uncontrollably, his face montarily paling.
Clearly, he suffered internal injuries.
"Is this all your skill?" Xu Ping held his sword single-handedly, a hint of mockery in his mouth, his gaze sharp, directly staring at Song Fei.
"You..."
Facing the mockery from Xu Ping, Song Li’s eyes turned red, his killing intent filling his heart!
Driven to such a state by a Mid-Stage Foundation Establishnt cultivator, while taunted rcilessly, he couldn’t suppress the fury in his heart.
"You forced !"
He roared angrily, striking his chest fiercely, spraying a mouthful of essence blood onto the small golden sword.
Buzz!
The golden little sword was stained blood red by the essence blood, its blade trembled incessantly, as if responding to Song Fei’s anger.
"Die!"
Song Li’s face twisted with fierceness, as he pinched a magic technique, the golden little sword sliced through the air.
Roar!
In an instant, the brilliant sword light transford into a blood dragon dozens of feet long, roaring as it charged towards Xu Ping, seemingly wanting to devour everything.
"Interesting!" Xu Ping showed a look of surprise.
This strike was stronger than the attack of an ordinary Foundation Establishnt Perfection cultivator by several notches.
However, in front of him, it still wasn’t enough.
"Spirit Summoning Skill!"
Xu Ping uttered softly, as an illusory snake shadow forcibly rged into his body.
His aura climbed rapidly, almost instantly reaching the threshold of an ordinary Late-Stage Foundation Establishnt cultivator!
"Slash!"
Xu Ping held the Purple Sun Sword, slashing with one strike.
Rumble!
Accompanied by a thunderous roar, the sword light seed to tear through the void, carrying a sharp, endless force, slashing towards the blood dragon!
Crack!
In the blink of an eye, the splendid sword light pierced through the blood dragon’s head and body from below, the unmatched sword Qi shredded the dozens of feet long body into dust.
Then the residual force of the sword light continued unabated, heading straight for Song Li.
"What!"
Song Li’s eyes widened in fear, an unspeakable terror rose in his heart, his essence blood-consuming strike still couldn’t withstand the opponent’s attack!
He hastily pulled out various defensive charms and magical artifacts, hoping to block this sword light.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
However, in front of this brilliant sword light, the protective shields were fragile like paper, easily slashed through.
"Stop, we surrender!"
At this mont, the distant Song family cultivators watching turned pale, regardless of the fact that it was a solo duel, without hesitation, they activated their magical artifacts to stop Xu Ping.
However, they were too far away, unable to make it in ti, only able to watch helplessly as the sword light broke through Song Fei’s last line of defense, heading straight for his head.
"No!"
Song Fei’s eyes showed intense fear, the shadow of death seed to be about to descend.
Puff!
However, the expected beheading did not occur, at the last mont, the sword light deviated, leaving only a deep sword mark on Song Fei’s shoulder, blood gushing out.
"Do you concede?"
Xu Ping instantaneously appeared in front of Song Fei, the Purple Sun Sword pressed against his forehead, looking down at him.
Although he could kill him, he was not yet a match for the Song family’s Fake Pill elder; he did not currently wish for a mortal enmity with them!
Of course, since the opponent harbored murderous intent against him, intending to kill him outright, he wouldn’t forget that.
He would find a chance to secretly kill him.
Or, after mastering the Sword Array, he could also exterminate the entire Song family.
"I concede, I concede!"
With a new lease on life, Song Fei lost all will to fight, his pale face was full of fear, nodding repeatedly.
"Elder brother isn’t dead!"
Distant Song family cultivators sighed with relief at the sight.
Song Fei was the only cultivator in the Song family with hope to reach the Golden Core; if he were killed here, it would cause imasurable loss to the family.
Thankfully, the opponent held back!
At this mont, their gaze inevitably fell on Xu Ping, who effortlessly defeated Song Fei, a strong sense of dread rising in their hearts.
This person was really too strong, probably in the entire Song family, only the ancestor could suppress him.
"Is this Fellow Daoist Xu?"
Inside the Array, Gong Yang was dumbfounded watching Xu Ping move the Purple Sun Sword away from Song Fei’s forehead, feeling sowhat unreal!
He originally thought that even if Xu Ping revealed his hidden cultivation level, he could at best exchange a few moves with the opponent.
Unexpectedly, Xu Ping so effortlessly defeated Song Fei, this combat power was probably unmatched even by most Foundation Establishnt Perfection cultivators.
Foundation Establishnt Perfection cultivators were notable even in the entire Yue Country, let alone in the Wanzhe Waters!
Furthermore, Xu Ping was only at Mid-Stage Foundation Establishnt, if he reached Late-Stage Foundation Establishnt, wouldn’t he could dominate the Foundation Establishnt stage?
At this mont, Duan Shuang wasn’t much better, her face full of shock, her beautiful eyes sparkling.
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After the Song family cultivators left sullenly,
Xu Ping, Duan Shuang, and Gong Yang sat in the pavilion on Thousand Leaves Mountain.
"What’s the matter, do you two not recognize anymore?"
Seeing the two of them staring at him without blinking, Xu Ping asked jokingly.
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